ticking time bomb||m.c

Chapter 3

all freya's pov unless stated!!

I sit on the drum stool thats provided with Ash's drum kit and pick up the sticks.

He grabs a spare stool and places it behind me and slides his hands down my arms sending chills up and down my spine.

I look up and meet Michaels eyes. They look hurt.

I don't care.

'Okay so hit this' Ashton says directing my hands.

*

After a while, we were all scurried off the stage so they could set everything up for the show.

'Hey Freya, can I speak to you?' Luke asks as we all walk down the long corridor that leads to the dressing rooms.

'Sure' I smile

*Luke's Pov* from just before they all head on stage for sound check

I've noticed that Mikey has been really down lately.

Every time Ashton and Freya flirt, he looses the sparkle in his eyes (wow muke af)

I understand they don't like each other but I don't get what happened.

One minuet they're flirting and the next they're wishing death upon each other.

Maybe she's on a two month period? I have no idea how girls vagina's work. All I know is that they give me a lot of pleasure.

I think I might talk to Michael. I need to figure out what the hell has happened.

'BAAAABBBEEE' I scream as I jump on Mikey's back

'Pooky!!' He mimics (i'm giving myself feels)

'I need to talk to you in private' I whisper

I grab his clammy hands and drag him into an empty room.

(im so muke af in this chapter fuck)

'So um, whats happened between you and Freya? And I don't want some bullshit story clifford, be honest' I say sternly.

'Okay, you want honesty? Well, I fucked Jessica her old best friend. I was MWI and ended up leaving a party with her thinking it was Freya. She found out and we split. She hates me now. I still love her. I know what I did was so so so wrong, but I didn't know. I still love her man. I want to apologise to her. I want to feel her touch again. I wanna lay in bed with her and just feel the aura of laying next to her again. I want to kiss her again. Im going mad over her and Ash. I feel some kind of weird anger in me whenever I see them together. She doesn't know what he is like. Fuck' He says with tears in his eyes.

He runs his hands through his pink hair frustratingly.

'It's jealousy dude. You've got to tell her straight up. Cut the bullshit soppy stuff, don't let her speak or interrupt. Just be straight with her' I say resting my hand on his shoulder

'but wha-'

'No buts no whats no nothing, go and do it now' I interrupt him.

He gulps and nods his head as he turns around

I give him a push but it might of been too hard as he suddenly falls to the ground

'Fuck you' He laughs

I laugh evilly and skip back to our dressing room.

*Michael's Pov*

I shuffle my feet and bite my lip and i knock on freya's door.

It takes her a while to open it. Maybe's she not here. Oh I might as well leave

Out of the blue, her door opens.

I'm met with her big brown eyes. My favourite feature of her.

She looks at me dead in the eyes before she closes the door.

I quickly shove my foot in the way so she can't shut the door.

'I'm here to talk to you and i'm not leaving until I do' I say proudly putting emphasis on the not.

She opens the door wider and gestures for me to sit without speaking.

I shut the door behind me and then walk over to where Freya was standing with her arms crossed.

'Before I start, I'm gonna say everything I want to say without being interrupted okay. It's my turn to speak my mind'

she rolls her eyes and sits down.

I follow her actions.

'I'm gonna start by saying, I fucked up. I fucked up big time. Bigger then big time and I will never ever forgive myself for it. Johnny had given me some kind of drug and it didn't go down with me well. I thought it was you and I couldn't stop myself. I miss you Freya. i miss you so fucking much. I miss your laugh, i miss your smile, i miss your soft snores next to me at night, i miss your aura when i cuddle you at night, i miss your soft lips on mine, i miss the way you hate how i love your insecurities, i miss how you dance like an idiot off stage when we perform. I miss you. I still love you Freya Rose Styles' I say with tears rolling down my cheeks.

I look at her eyes. they're filled with tears.

'Can I talk?' She asks

I nod my head as a sniffle and wipe my eyes dry.

'I miss you too Michael. I really do, I miss everything about you and I understand you were't all with it that night, but that doesn't account for when you screamed horrible things at me the day we split, it doesn't account for the times you've indirected me on twitter, and it doesn't count for the time you told harry I slept with Louis, which I never fucking did' She cries hysterically.

'I know Freya, I know and I am so sorry for all of them. It was a heat of the moment thing. I was angry at myself and instead of taking it out on myself, I took out on everyone else. I'm sorry, I really really am' I say letting my tears roll even freer than before.

'And I accept your apology Mikey. I do. I did ages ago. But i've moved on. I've left what happened 2 months ago in the past. I like Ashton and he likes me. Im sorry Mikey bear' I cringe as she mentions Ashton's name.

Mikey bear was my favourite nick name she called me.

The door suddenly flings open and Louis and Niall stand in the frame. I stand up as they startle me.

'Hey you lot wanna get food?' Niall says in his heavy Irish accent.

'Yeah sure' Freya says as she wipes the tears from her eyes checking she hasn't wiped of her immaculate eyeliner in the mirror.

She comes up and gives me a hug and whispers 'It's best if we keep our distance' just before she leaves shutting the door behind her.

I suddenly fall on the floor and break down more.

She's right. I need to keep my distance. From her and everyone else.